The white cat walks lightly through the ventilation ducts, and the soft meat pads keep it from making the slightest sound, like a ghost walking through the building.

Coming to the top of an empty interrogation room, the white cat stopped, raised its front paws, and with a slight force, its sharp nails poked out of the flesh, like five sharp knives.

It pulled the tip into the gap in the ventilation grille in front of it, and with a slight warp, the grille was warped open by a gap.

Sticking its front paws into the gap and clasping it tightly, it plucked the grille off and pushed it aside.

Leaping forward, it landed lightly and silently on the floor.

The door to the interrogation room was ajar, and it slipped through the crack and into the hallway.

At one end of the corridor is a busy office area, and at the other end leads to a detention cell.

No one noticed that a white cat appeared in the police station at some point, and it walked along the wall in the direction of the detention cell.

"As a police officer, fighting criminals is my goal, and it's my hobby. I believe that under the leadership of the Superintendent, we will be able to wipe out this international criminal organization!"

Cao Dahua's mouth was dry, and he drank it all with a glass of water.

Jiashan and Yan Zhen sat across from them, their faces serious.

"What do you call this officer?"

Jiashan suddenly opened his mouth and asked Uncle Feng on the side.

When he heard Cao Dahua boast just now, Jiashan's eyes never left Uncle Feng.

"My name is Lin Feng. ”

Uncle Feng replied.

"Officer Lin. ”

Jiashan nodded and asked, "When Officer Cao was telling the story of the case just now, I noticed that you were shaking your head, did you disagree with his statement?"

"I just wanted to add something. ”

Uncle Feng explained: "Those suspects are actually dead soldiers trained by an international organization called Jiuju faction, they have a method of manipulating the walking corpse, using the walking corpse to transport poison, it is said that they also have a branch in Xianggang, but the specific address is not known for the time being, we are trying to find a way to interrogate those suspects." ”

Hearing this, Jiashan exchanged glances with Yan Zhen beside him, and then asked again: "Where are those suspects?"

Cao Dahua hurriedly said: "It's in the detention room at the back." ”

"Can you show us there?"

"Maybe we can help," he said. ”

glanced at Superintendent Yu and saw her nodding, Cao Dahua got up and invited: "Come with me!"

The group walked towards the rear detention cell, through the corridor, where the guards on duty opened the fence gate for them.

There were many people in the detention cells on both sides, all of which were of all shapes and sizes, but at this moment, for some reason, they all fell asleep, sitting or lying, nesting in them.

Sniffing his nose, Yan Zhen, who was walking in the forefront, suddenly changed his complexion, and ran forward quickly, followed by Jiashan and Ah Long.

"Oh no!

Uncle Feng also whispered and followed.

Cao Dahua was stunned for a moment, and when he heard his call, he smelled a faint trace of blood, and hurriedly ran over.

Rounding the corner, he saw Jiashan and Uncle Feng standing at the door of the innermost detention rooms, looking inside with a solemn face.

Cao Dahua ran closer, looked in, and almost didn't throw up.

Inside was one of the two Neon Nation gunmen who had been captured before, but at this time he had become a dead man, with a large hole in his abdomen cut open by an unknown sharp weapon, and his internal organs were all flowing out, mixed with blood and scattered all over the ground, and he was still slightly steaming.

"The murderer hasn't gone far yet!"

Uncle Feng made a preliminary judgment.

"It's the breath of a monster!"

Garshan reacted quickly, turned around and asked, "Where are the other two suspects kept?"

Cao Dahua endured the nausea, pointed to the top of his head, and then to his feet: "One is upstairs and one is in the basement." ”

"I'll go upstairs!"

Kashan turned and ran towards the staircase.

"I'll go to the basement. ”

Yan Zhen followed.

Uncle Feng pulled Cao Dahua up and asked as he ran, "Is that neon ninja with a pierced leg upstairs or downstairs?"

"In the basement!"

Cao Dahua ran and looked for a gun, shouting in panic: "How did they get in? This is a police station!"

Coming to the staircase, Jiashan and Ah Long ran upstairs, while Uncle Feng and the others rushed downstairs.

The detention area in the basement was the largest, and the guards opened the passage door, and Uncle Feng ran towards the detention room where No. 7 was held first, while pulling a jade pendant from his neck and holding it in the palm of his hand.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the detention cell, he saw No. 7 lying on a wooden bed with a plaster cast and a head full of gauze, and a white cat squatting on his chest, raising its sharp front paws and grabbing it downward.

"Demons!"

Uncle Feng shouted, raised his hand and threw the jade pendant out.

When the white cat heard the shouting, he looked back, jumped up, and dodged the smashed jade pendant, but was accidentally pulled to the tail by the red rope tied to the jade pendant.

As if it had been burned by a red-hot wire, the white cat meowed, and there was an extra scorched mark on the part of its tail that had been scorched.

Landing again on Seven's chest and abdomen, it turned around and hissed at Uncle Feng's teeth, hunched its back, and the hair on its back stood up, very fierce.

Yan Zhen also rushed to the front, and after seeing it clearly, he directly used his mental power, and pointed at it like a sword, pointed at it, and exhaled: "Duh!"

"Meow!"

The white cat screamed, as if it had been hit by something invisible, and flew backwards, hitting the wall behind it.

Quickly adjust its body in mid-air, and when it landed, it was already back in shape.

The caretaker hurriedly looked for the key to open the door, and the white cat got up, exerted his force directly, jumped onto the small airy window in two steps, drilled through the gap in the steel fence, and disappeared on the other side.

Opening the door, Uncle Feng rushed to the front quickly, glanced at No. 7's bloody chest, and pressed his neck, slightly relieved: "It's still alive." ”

"Call a doctor. ”

Yan Zhen looked back at Cao Dahua.

"Oh!"

Cao Dahua turned around and took two steps before he reacted: "There is no doctor in the police station!"

"Then call an ambulance!"

Uncle Feng reminded.

Seeing Cao Dahua hurriedly looking for the phone, Yan Zhen looked at Uncle Feng, who was busy with work, and asked, "You are also a monk?"

"It's just a casual practice. ”

Uncle Feng picked up the jade pendant, turned around and asked, "What is the name of the trick you used just now?"

"It's a special function, a disguised use of air telekinesis. ”

As they spoke, Kashan and Aaron rushed to the basement and headed straight for this side.

When he came to the detention room and saw No. 7, who still showed signs of life, Kashan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked, "Where is the murderer?"

"It's a monster. ”

Yan Zhen pointed to the ventilation window and said, "We couldn't stop it and escaped from there." ”

"What kind of monster?" asked Kashan.

"It's a cat demon, and it's not shallow. ”

Uncle Feng solemnly hung the jade pendant back on his neck.

"Damn it!"

Gashan angrily slammed the wall: "It's lawless!"